You promised you could always find me…

Zane’s death lingers like a bad dream. I’ve been searching for months, but I can’t find him in the void. The jerk vampire died on me just as things were getting nice and complicated between us.

Meanwhile, true nightmares have been terrorizing the city. Death magic is ripping tears in reality, destroying my home, and threatening to swallow the world in darkness. If my necromancy powers hadn’t been stolen by an overly ambitious vitamin villain, I’d be able to tackle the void tears with my classic Wilde flair.

That is, if I could focus on saving the city from ruin.

I’m tangled up in hurt and heartache. Not just for my lost vampire, but for the protective and seductive incubus waiting in the wings.

With the city on the verge of chaos, my heart in shambles, and my powers stolen, I have to somehow keep my world from spiraling out of control.

But first? I’m saving my vampire.

A necromancer, an incubus and a vampire walk into a bar….

My life's one bad joke after another.

I'm in a race against time to steal a Death Goddess's key before it falls into the wrong hands. There's also a good chance the ruthless family I left behind are hot on my heels—and vying for the very same key that I'm planning to destroy.

Saving the world is tricky enough, but doing it while chronically broke is another thing entirely. I don't have time to worry about paying my rent—even if I am late. Yet again.

And I don't have time for romance, even if my heart has other ideas. Especially when it comes to a beautiful but distant incubus, and a vampire bodyguard I have no business finding attractive

Talk about complicated.

But the clock's ticking. Somehow, I've got to steal the key, avoid my family, and figure out my love life before things go to hell in a hand-basket.

Oh, and I need to stay alive. Cant forget that.

All I've got are my shaky necromancy powers, an awkward sense of humor in the face of danger, and an empty wallet to assist me.

Piece of cake…right?

Like all centaur shifters, Sheriff Calhoun is the epitome of honor. He protects his small town of Stallion Ridge and its people from any threat large or small.

When word comes in that the notorious Iron Bandits are making a play for a train in his territory he's both livid and invigorated. If anyone can bring these thieves to justice it's him and his crew.

What he did not expect was having a charming, whiskey-eyed outlaw dumped in his lap that challenged everything he thought he knew.